Yipin Chef

"Don't cry, I'm not dead yet." The person lying on the bed opened his eyes.

Jia Le wiped away tears and looked at him in surprise: "You woke up, what do you want to eat? How do you feel?"

Ye Chengfeng said: "You ask so many questions at once, how can I talk. You go and get some porridge and side dishes, and then let the narcissus come in."

Jia Le hurried out following his orders.Narcissus led the rest of the aunts in, and Ye Chengfeng said to them: "My illness will not get better. The doctor said I won't live for a few days. If you guard me, I can't give you what you want. You can't give me what you want." It is impossible to earn a chastity archway, while you are young, find another good way out."

Several aunts and wives were crying.Narcissus scolded them: "Do you have any heart? Seeing that Grandpa is sick like this, not to say consolation, but still crying here, you should make a good plan for your own future."

The author has something to say: the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and I dare not buy ready-made food outside, so I have to make it myself.So complicated.

Now the food hygiene outside is not reassuring. These days, I eat cabbage every day, and I am about to eat cabbage head.Follow the recipe to try to make pickled cabbage and fail, many things are really easy to do,

Readers who have gone to school know that dynamite ingredients can be used to make dynamite, but I can't even make kimchi, so I failed.

Continue to work hard to update the text. . . . . . .

17

17. Honey steamed lily...

Ye Chengfeng's serious illness made the four aunts want to leave again, and Ye Chengfeng still asked the housekeeper to pay them a settlement.

Seeing what happened, Jia Le felt chills in his heart, as it turned out that the husband and wife were originally birds in the same forest, and when disaster came, they flew separately.Now that Ye Chengfeng is not dead, the aunts and wives have started their own calculations. It is no wonder that Ye Chengfeng doesn't care about the so-called "love" with these aunts. He has long seen that this love cannot stand the test.

Uncle Fugui, who was in charge of the kitchen, prepared the medicine, and instead of giving it to the patient, he gave it to Jiale. He stuffed the medicine bowl into his hand and ran away. Master."

"Hey, why didn't you go over there by yourself..." Jia Le shouted behind him, Fugui had already disappeared.

Xiang'er, a little girl in the kitchen, said with a smile: "My aunt doesn't know. The young master is most afraid of taking medicine. Every time he takes the medicine, it seems like it will kill him, and he can't get it in. If my aunt can pour the medicine into the young master smoothly Great job."

Jia Le looked at the medicine bowl in his hand and felt worried. No one would be able to drink this kind of bitter medicine soup, let alone Ye Chengfeng, that tricky guy.

Sure enough, Ye Chengfeng looked at the bowl of black soup and frowned like an earthworm.

"I'm tired, I'm going to sleep."

"I feel like throwing up when I smell it..."

"I would rather die than drink that bitter medicine..."

Jia Le listened to his endless excuses and had no choice but to coax him: "Good medicine is good for the disease, and harsh words are good for action. How can your disease be cured if you don't take medicine?"

"Loyalty doesn't have to be harsh, but gentle persuasion can also persuade people. Similarly, good medicine doesn't have to be bitter. You can find ways to make it less bitter." Ye Chengfeng winked slyly and pointed Mouth hint: feed me, feed me.

Jia Le understood what he meant, but the mouth-to-mouth feeding of the medicine had already exceeded the bottom line he could accept. He hesitated for a long time with a red face, and then saw someone smiling like a fox, grunting angrily, took the medicine, turned around, and threw it away before leaving. The next sentence: "Don't eat and pull down."

Ye Chengfeng looked at his back and smiled wryly, this person is really a tough nut to crack.

Narcissus suggested to Jiale to add sweet soup to the medicine, or add sugar to the soup medicine, but Jiale objected: "The young master's illness can't take sweets, so he has to eat this medicine no matter what."

"But if you don't add sugar, he can't drink it. If you drink it hard, it will make him nauseated and vomit." Narcissus is very worried.

"He's afraid of taking the medicine because he thinks it's bitter, how can he make the medicine not bitter?" Jia Le propped his cheeks in thought again.

"How can the medicine not be bitter? I asked you to add sugar but you refused to add it. Could it make the young master lose his sense of taste?"

"You're right." Jiale's eyes lit up and he had an idea.It is a good idea to make patients temporarily unable to taste the taste.Sweetness can numb people's sense of taste, so desserts are served last at the banquet. If the person who eats the food eats the sweets first, it will affect the taste of the next dish, but Ye Chengfeng can't eat sweets.

Another way is to eat some spicy dishes to numb the sense of taste, but eating too much chili is not good.How to control a degree?

Jia Le thought of a way to cut the hottest Chaotian pepper into strips, put it into boiling water and scald it slightly, then pick it up and soak it in sesame oil, and then use the oil soaked in pepper as seasoning.Hot and sour spinach, hot and sour jelly, all use special spicy oil as seasoning, and fried Sichuan pepper is picked up, ground and sprinkled.

Ye Chengfeng enjoyed eating it, and praised: "Sour, salty, numb, spicy, and fragrant, it's really delicious."

Jiale served a special black rice porridge with red dates, which had been mixed with decoction. The black rice porridge was originally black, and Ye Chengfeng's tongue was numb due to the spicy taste. He didn't think there was anything wrong with the taste, so he just ate it go down.

Jiale has made mapo tofu and garlic beans.The beans are chopped just right, and then topped with red oil and garlic, it is spicy and refreshing.Especially mapo tofu, the color is tender and white with bright red, and it tastes hot, numbing, spicy and fresh.

"Well, this tofu is smooth, tender and spicy, really delicious." Ye Chengfeng praised.

Jiale smiled: "There are several tips for making mapo tofu. You must use minced beef, which cannot be replaced by other meats. The Sichuan pepper called 'Dahongpao' should be used, the fourth is to use a slow fire to slowly incorporate the soup into the tofu, and the fifth is to eat it while it is hot, and the speaker should free his mouth when speaking."

"I don't need to open my mouth and I can talk while eating." Ye Chengfeng took another spoonful and ate it. Sure enough, he could speak and eat well. Fortunately, you can figure it out, but you can’t hide it from my tongue.”

"Hmph." Jia Le sullenly said, "You pretended to be seriously ill and coaxed Imperial Physician Le into acting for you, thanks to your thinking, but you can't hide it from my eyes."

"I also want to take this opportunity to see the true colors of these women. Besides, my illness is not fake. I have an illness, and this illness is incurable. If I can't die this time, it doesn't mean that I won't die next time." ..."

"Shut up." Jia Le covered his mouth, angry and anxious, "How can you say that."

Ye Chengfeng held his hand and looked at him without blinking: "Are you worried about me?"

"Of course I'm worried. Please, don't drink alcohol in the future, don't eat food that is not good for your body, can you take medicine? I promise to make it delicious for you."

"Since you have worked so hard, how can I indulge my body so much, I will try my best to do as you said."

Jiale smiled happily, Ye Chengfeng couldn't move his eyes when he saw him smiling happily, and said: "Don't worry about me, this time I just want to take the opportunity of being sick to try the wishes of these aunts, I didn't expect that My heart is moved by Jingli's wife, she will come to see me in a few days, and she may mention something..."

Ye Chengfeng paused for a moment, didn't say anything, just said: "You help Narcissus organize Zhuangzi's housework, learn how to manage the housework, and then find some good dishes to serve your mother."

"Don't worry, as long as you are obedient, I will listen to you."

Ye Chengfeng told him solemnly: "My mother often eats vegetarian meals, but she has no particular likes or dislikes. She comes from a famous family and has a more cunning mouth. Please make her satisfied."

Jiale murmured in his heart, Mrs. Ye didn't live here for a long time, why did he try so hard to satisfy her? Didn't Ye Chengfeng give up the idea of ​​marrying her?

Jia Le squatted on the ground and picked a branch to draw a circle, thinking about it, but couldn't think of a bright future for himself and Ye Chengfeng.

Soon, Mrs. Ye came to Bishui Mountain Villa with her servants. Ye Chengfeng led the whole village up and down to welcome her out of the gate, helped her out of the sedan chair, and then welcomed her into the main hall. If the mother comes to visit in person, if she is tired, the son will feel really uneasy."

Mrs. Ye looked at him kindly and said: "My son, it seems that your complexion is much better than before. I heard that Narcissus wrote that you were seriously ill, but I was frightened."

After talking, take a closer look and see that his complexion is indeed much better than before.

Ye Chengfeng said: "My son is suffering from an incurable disease, and at first he was getting less and less every day, so he indulged in sensuality and lingered in the flowers. Later, someone persuaded him, so I restrained myself a little bit."

Mrs. Ye wondered: "It's surprising that you can listen to people's persuasion when you twist your head. Who is so capable?"

"He made food that I didn't like but was good for my body and forced me to eat it. No matter I was angry or tempted him, he would not be moved. He said that people who make food should stick to their beliefs, that is, they must never put things that are harmful to the body. People who eat food must have their own persistence, which means self-control and being responsible for their own bodies."

Ye Chengfeng couldn't help laughing as he said, "He also threatened that if I didn't eat his food, I wouldn't be able to eat other people's food, so I had to eat it. Although they are mainly vegetarian dishes, they are not as thick and luscious. But he made it very delicious, so I ate it, supplemented with pills for recuperation, and adjusted my daily routine, so my body is better than before.”

Mrs. Ye was very interested: "You have a tricky mouth, and you don't even taste bad food. It's incredible that someone can make something delicious that you don't like."

Ye Chengfeng's smile became more and more gentle, his eyes were almost so soft that water dripped out, and his voice was extremely sweet: "Because